Byun Baekhyun had always been a fan of riddles and problem solving, but there is one puzzle he had never wanted to solve as badly as the one before him now. He sat in nearly perfect silence, the only sound coming from that of a machine; the beeping exactly like clockwork that at any moment could fizzle out.
He was numb; his body didn't feel anything anymore since there was nothing left to feel. He stretched his hand out slowly, his vision hazy and unfocused as he carefully wrapped his fingers around the one thing that could make his heart jump by mere touch. But even that had faded away.
It's been too long. He didn't feel them like he use to. He couldn't feel that warmth and tingle that always acted as if it was the first touch. All he could feel now was unresponsive flesh; lifeless and cold in his grasp.
He wished he was smart enough to solve this puzzle, but he wasn't. And he couldn't just sit here anymore waiting for something he now knew to be impossible. He couldn't continue to put himself through the heartache any longer. He had to decide; he had the power too.
He had the power to end this futile waiting game; all he had to do was flip a switch. He could do it, it wouldn't hurt as much now as it would have then because he knew there was nothing left.
He sighed as silent tears began to roll down his cheeks. He leaned forward, squeezing his eyes shut as he pressed his lips against their skin, his tears hitting their cheeks. Baekhyun slowly opened his eyes and inhaled a shaky breath as he whispered, "I love you. Forgive me?"
Baekhyun wiped his eyes and bit back a sob as he flipped the switch to 'off'. Everything stopped at once, and Baekhyun covered his mouth, holding back his grief as the machine began to flatline.
"I'm so sorry," he whispered. "But you wouldn't wake up . . . I didn't know what else to do. I couldn't let you suffer anymore. Please? Forgive me, Chanyeol . . ."
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Baekhyun curled up alone on his bed as sobs wrecked his body one after another. He hated himself and despised his existence, and that was a problem he could solve; an empty pill bottle laid beside him. Gradually he grew more tired and his eyelids became heavier and heavier to lift; his sobbing stopped and he felt his body drift.
His sleep would be peaceful; something he didn't deserve. Maybe his next life would be better . . .?
Word count: 430
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A/N: That's it!? Sadly yes, that's all I have completed so far. I'll work on the rest gradually but I'm not sure when it'll be posted since I'm currently working back and forth on two other stories of mine. *sighs* I have too much free time . . .
Anyway, what did you guys think? I hope it was decent for writing it at twelve at night! 😂 Tomorrow I'll probably read back through it and go "What the f*uck!" So please, comments are greatly appreciated! And thank you to those of you who read and voted on this little turd, your amazing!
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